Hi Steve,
This is so beautiful and so absolutely right...the child's voice is just perfect. You give a lovely insight into her world and the poignancy of that place where the worlds of the child and the adult touch.
Yellow flowers in front of a red house, with a bee as big as a hummingbird. (brilliant...I love the way children portray little things as big in their drawings)
and this is wonderful:
Our house isn't red...
That's OK, I put smoke coming out the top, but we don't have a fireplace.
I also love how you ended it...again, that clash between worlds and a quiet, peaceful end where the adult is soothed and strengthened by the vision of the child...that's a simplisitic way of putting it, I know but I really liked it.
I can't think of any suggestions for you but I really enjoyed this (and love your title) xx
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Lucie "What could have made her peaceful with a mind That nobleness made simple as a fire, With beauty like a tightened bow, a kind That is not natural in an age like this, Being high and solitary and most stern? Why, what could she have done, being what she is? Was there another Troy for her to burn?" WB Yeats "No Second Troy" MM Award Winner 
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